"I've seen you before, Sunflower. That was many years ago, on another day just like this, drifting with snowflakes. Though the scene before me is so similar, I know you are not her."
Xuelian released Theresia from her tight embrace and slowly stood up.
Her mind was like a broken lyre, yet now, by some twist of fate, that snapped string had miraculously reattached itself.
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